To say that this has been an interesting week, well in 2017, that’s really something. How does a topic rise to “Top of Mind Awareness” or TOMA when everything this year has been absolutely surreal? Well, that takes some work.
We started the year off in January with the inauguration. You remember that, the third Friday of this glorious year in Washington, DC. A dark inauguration speech, that apparently was a clip left on the cutting room floor of one of the Mad Max movies. You remember those, right?
They started coming out in the late 70’s and lasted a few years and resulted in a few sequels. Mel Gibson hadn’t really become controversial and Tina Turner became a movie star. If you look it up on Google. you’ll no doubt encounter the term “dystopian future” somewhere in the millions of Google search results.
Well, dystopian future and dystopian reality have become commonly used phrases in 2017. Think back to the inauguration of our most curious occupant of the White House, Donald Trump, the 45th President of the United States.
I watched the speech that day at work, and thought to myself “that wasn’t very uplifting or inspiring, but at least its over.” I didn’t vote for him, but like my Dad when refusing to renew his Time Magazine subscription in 1974 while Nixon was under assault from all corners, when he wrote “I support the President” on his renewal and declined another year and mailed it back in.
I thought, based on informed commentary by Mark McKinnon, whom I respect very much, “it isn’t going to be as bad as everyone fears or as great as everyone hopes”, so give the guy a chance and see what happens. Well it turns out, at least from my perspective, the dystopian future is here.
In comments that surfaced several months later, George W Bush, the 43rd and perhaps its most in eloquent President of the United States, was reported to have said upon leaving the inaugural dais, “that was some weird shit”! At this point in time, I can only say that I wholeheartedly agree.
Having said all of that, I guess I need to get to tonight’s topic. Family Feud, we all have them with somebody that we have supposed blood or marital connections to. It’s inevitable, unavoidable and just plain reality. Without going into detail of my entire existence on this planet for the last 62 years, lets just enter into evidence the fact that I have more than one ex. Wife that is.
One is my children’s mother and the other remains my best friend. I know that seems odd when you look at it, but its the truth. We all have best friends, we don’t always agree on everything, but when we talk, it seems as though the last time, well it was yesterday, right?
A lot of us have ex-spouses that we have share responsibilities of children with and that is the “Supreme Test” in life. How do you constantly put the well being of your children ahead of self interest? Sometimes it easy, sometimes, it just plain hell. Hell would best describe the path that I have walked for nearly 20 years, but it is a path I chose, and one that I walk daily.
When my oldest left for college in the fall of 2006, I was a custodial parent with full financial responsibility for all that lay ahead. I thought I was up to date because I texted, took calls more than 3 or 4 times a day from my freshman daughter and sent in-depth e-mails to add my insight to what ever were her current problems.
Somewhere along the line, I joined Facebook. Mostly to find out what was going on in the distant city 200 miles away where my oldest was attending college and then later to connect with family and long lost friends. Facebook became a way of daily communicating and pictures and soon video of getting your message out to those you thought gave a damn, one way or the other.
By the time I joined Facebook, I had re-married and now had a hybrid family and suddenly more friends and family than I could possible imagine. Initially, the hybrid family seemed to function, four children ages from 8 to 21, not quite the same, but trying to make a go of it. My best friend and I found ourselves involved in a social activity that exponentially expanded our social network beyond our wildest dreams.
I began to write, as so many others did on Facebook about anniversaries, birthdays, other special events as so many do. I would post pictures from the past to tie in with memories and my circle of friends kept expanding as did the positive comments and likes.
I’m in the car business and soon I started posted a series of comments under the heading of “If I’m lying, I’m dying”. These were short stories about some of the more special people you run into when dealing with the public, Well, lately, I’ve pulled back from some of the postings, because, well, people come in and talk to you, then go home and check you out online and in social media to see what’s been said about you. Don’t believe me, Google yourself and decide if you’d want to do business with you.
Back to my children’s mother. As part of the dystopian future, guess who joined Facebook recently? Well apparently, my children’s mother went through my entire Facebook timeline, and like the nurse that she was, she took notes on everything of interest. Should have seen this coming, but nope, missed it.
A few days ago, I received a text message covering many screens on my phone, attempting to litigate a failed marriage that lasted 15 years, but somehow covered the last 30 years. It was rambling, not very flattering to say the least, and foretold a series of storms to come.
After consultation with my daughters, I decided to bring to an end my Facebook adventure. I logged in and deactivated my account and then blocked the offending ex and her phone number. I’m not sure, but I think I’ve broken my Facebook addiction, at least for now. For now, I have this blog and it’s anonymous, at least as far as my children’s mother knows.
So Family Feud showed up in my life on Monday and I think I have dealt with it. No need in arguing over the past, not sure I even care. No, I don’t. I miss Facebook, not checking my phone 20 times a day to see what has been posted, I just miss the pictures and comments. Not all of them, but I will move on. And based on recent reporting of the ads that Facebook has been selling. it’s probably not a bad idea.